1 To the overseer: chanting to David; In the coming to him of Nathan the prophet, when he went in to Bathsheba. Compassionate me, O God, according to thy mercy: according to the Multitude of thy compassions wipe away my transgressions.
4 Against thee, thee alone, did I sin, and I did evil in thine eyes: so that thou wilt be justified in thy speaking, and thou wilt be pure in thy judging.
6 Behold, thou didst delight in truth in the reins, and in bidden things thou wilt cause me to know wisdom.
7 Thou wilt purify me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: thou wilt wash me and I shall be white above snow.
14 Deliver me from bloods, O God the God of my salvation; my tongue shall rejoice in thy justice.
17 The sacrifices of God a spirit being broken: a heart being broken and crushed, O God, thou wilt not despise.